Nine Feet Underground

Last night I sat (well, lay in the sweet spot between the speakers if I am going to be precise) listened to the Pink Floyd album 'Dark Side Of The Moon' from beginning to end. I have recently bought the 50th Anniversary remaster and wanted to hear what it sounded like.  I haven't listened to it all the way through for a very long time but as it started I became drawn in and wanted to listen to it all.  This post is about what it means to me, after all these years.  Let's get one thing out of the way from the off. My feelings about the album have changed over the years, partly because it became so ubiquitous with too much airplay (familiarity breeds contempt etc) even going through a period of denial during the punk era.  So extreme was my denial of my love for the album, that I sold an original vinyl copy from 1973 (who knew vinyl would become popular and cool again!!) along with a load of other albums as they didn't fit with my revisionist views of music that punk ...

Back to work! Not much to say so far today.  I found I had a very tedious but extremely important task to do which occupied quite a lot of time, if not a lot of my brain cells. The morning was brightened up when I found I'd got a small award at work for passing my MuleSoft certification a few weeks ago. A day of the usual trials and tribulations - catheter flush for my wife at lunchtime, some washing to get done for her as well - and various things to set in train. Work finished and I tried to motivate myself to do something interesting, but when it came down to it the best I could manage was to write a letter to a friend, to be finished tomorrow. Sill not managing to be very focused outside work. I've started thinking about Christmas now and have asked my sons what they want Santa to bring them. My biggest challenge will be coming up with something for my wife. Better get a move on. Started preparing/cooking dinner with son #2 whilst clearing up in the kitchen at the sam...